Catherine "Cat" Grant

"Cat Grant." was Lois's reply, adding to the shock train Clark is experiencing.

"Seriously? I thought you hated Cat and her gossip magazine world? All that superfificality?" was his continued questioning.

"I do. I hate her in ways, admire her in others. I especially hate the way she threw herself at you, especially when I was looking. Trying to get my goat, pissing me off... and turning me on. I know she has her faults, most of which drive me insane in more then one way, but she's also a good person deep down.

And I want you to fuck her into a Kryptonian!" Said Lois, moaning a little at the last part in arousal.

Clark could imagine how Cat would react if he had tried to fulfill Lois' wish. Like a cat with a canary, a number of other birds, some various fish and several litres of cream. He knew that Cat could be trusted when it counted, as much of a gossip that she was. But he wasn't sure this was a good idea on so many level. So he had to ask, "Are you sure?"

Lois answered with...